So its flu Season. It arrived early and maybe we should blame it on global warming as we do everything else. Like it or not it is here with two more teeth and how many more horns. This type of flu will make you sicker than five dogs. Yes Sire! More monstrous than before.
The flu map covers most of America, but Boston seems to be the epicenter. They say it is the worst in ten or fifteen years there. People are scared from this flu and people are dying from it. One of the most heartbreaking story is that of Max. Max a 17 year old boy, 6’4” tall, cut down prematurely of all things the flu. Forty thousand or more will be dead from the flu according to predictions.
The flu is a viral disease spread socially. It is dreaded to think someone can only as breathe and you get it. You can catch it form six feet away from an infestation, whether this is coughing, sneezing, surface, etc. You can catch it from shaking hands, a common way of greeting and showing manners. Having caught the flu you can be contagious for over 7 days.
Suggested ways to combat the flu are as follows:
1. Washing of the hands for twenty seconds at least, and especially between the fingers.
2. Take antiviral meds.
3. Get a flu shot.
4. Avoid others who are sick.
For something as monstrous as this flu, the above recommended strategy is like going to a Vietnam War with a machete. I can only see this escalating the misery of the populace and fattening the pockets of the pharmaceutical industry.
The flu has been around for years and every year it causes untold misery and yes death! The arguments put forth for its re-occurrence is that it is viral and we have no cure for viral diseases. It is a smart disease too as it has reinvented itself to fight the band-aid method of antibiotics. Well, if I believe that nonsense then sell me the Brooklyn Bridge too.
We can go to the moon and peer into the heart of the sun but we cannot cure a nuisance disease. Go figure.
Anyhow for all those who suffer and those who are in fear, ring the bell for school’s in. Bend down low let me tell you what I know.
I have not had the flue for as long as I can remember! I have vivid memories of my boyhood days when people never had the flu either, even when others around them had it, as was the case of my father.
I grew up in Jamaica where it was known in some circles that the flu did not like, nor could exist with a certain “blood type”. Christopher Columbus called Jamaica a land of wood and water, but these “blood type” know it as a land of “Girls, coconut water and White Rum”.
I lived in Philadelphia for twenty one years and cannot remember having the flu in some of the worst years past. I recalled one severe year when the whole house was sick except me of course. I hugged my sick wife, curled up in bed with her, give her pills, juice and didn’t get sick. My mother-in-law who had flue shot, she too was sick.
The time was so marked by my survival method, that my wife weakly remarked at one point “I wish I could do what you do”.
All I did folks was to make sure that I was never out of the JAMAICAN WHITE RUM, BY J.WRAY AND NEPHEW. This lethal medicine has been around, from Jamaica was a boy. International prizes won are form 1862 in London and 1878 in Paris. It is brewed from a special brand of sugar cane grown on the island. The waters as it is called in some circles is 63% alcohol by volume which makes it 123% over proof!
I have learned from the elders who imbibe in this white over proof rum of Jamaica that if you perform the ceremony of pouring some in your hand and pass it over your face, head, and neck is their first step in avoiding the flu. You then go on to pour a little more in your hand and sniff it hard up your nostrils. Finally a shot down the hatch. Now I have become to enjoy two shots down the hatch as I was told that a bird cannot fly on one wing.
In that particular season when I had to take my son to the doctor, I asked him this question “Doctor, why is it that everyone in my household is sick except me?” The doctor then proceeded to tell me that I either have a strong immune system or that I was doing something differently. The only thing I was doing differently was what I did with the Rum and boy did I tell him so! Upon hearing this he stopped attending to my child turned to me and said, “The flu bug cannot exist in that environment” he went on to tell me that they had a medicine in the earlier days of his practice that worked just like the Jamaican rum, because of its high concentration of alcohol, but it was yanked by the FDA.
Imagine that something that was helpful was yanked by the powers that be.
Indeed I have become of a certain “blood type” by the use of this medicine by J. Wray and Nephew, distillers and blenders of Jamaican sugar cane since 1825. It is no wonder that no home is complete in Jamaica without it. In the heights of the flue season my wife was able to procure one bottle for me from a store in California called BevMo!. It was the only one they had. She was told they only get one or two of the stuff.
California is not a flue stricken place but if it comes I wont be taking a machete to Vietnam. By golly I will have the power to fight back. My only worry is that my friend and I might soon empty this one bottle.
What else have I survived aside from the flu? Oh! Prostate Cancer…Do I know how to survive? You bet I do. Please read my survival story and inspirational poems at this link: Amazon Author Central
Till then walk good and pack light.